Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Sound of Young America , by - Fireworks. Song from the album Oh, Common Life, in the genre АльтернативаRelease date: 24.03.2014
Record label: Triple Crown
Song language: English
The Sound of Young America |
| This flower is on two ice cubes |
| And wood backbone and window view |
| Too much of anything |
| Is never a good thing |
| Only blooms for what it loves |
| I am, what I am, just not what I was |
| Not sure of anything |
| And I don’t feel a thing |
| I’m letting go of everything I’ve ever known |
| I’m low, I worship the sun or the docks and bloom, bloom, bloom |
| This summer’s been thick and dry |
| The same as the sleep in my eye |
| Too much of anything |
| Is never a good thing |
| I caught a smile like Halloween |
| It’s just smoke and mirrors |
| I doubt you can stand for this |
| I’m not sure of anything |
| And I don’t feel a thing |
| I’m letting go of everything I’ve ever known |
| I’m low, I worship the sun or the docks and bloom, bloom |
| I’m letting go, letting go, letting go |
| I’m letting go of everything i’ve ever known |
| I know, I worship the sun or the docks and bloom, bloom |